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Peter's Mountain

White capped peaks, set a calming essence's surroundings,
A hushed place of peaceful contemplation and serenity,
Time stands still here upon Peter's mountain.
In this isolation's retreat from the outside world, 
A lone solitary soul, does lean onto his walking staff,
Pondering thoughts of life's past experiences, and
 Remembering days, oh not so long ago.
Here this wilderness man, has a freedom that most
Men will never know, in his personal paradise
Of the forest wild.
Living off the land, did he so hack, and chop for himself,
Taking a small portions piece to live upon, 
A rustic cabin built in a meadow's glen,
It's more than enough for him.
A trapper's trade, by God's promised blessing,
Does he make a small living's income,
But wealth's gold, lies in them there hills,
Liberation's breath, to be inhaled, day by
Day with no strings attached.
Outside stands one stone, carved by his
Own hand, here lies my wife beloved,
Spring violets lain in hearts respect, unto
Her memory are thus given, as he wipes a
Single tear away, soon dearest in softest tones,
Is spoken by this rugged soul. 
The last is he of a dying breed of pioneers,
Those searching for the next grand adventure,
Just over yonder's distant horizon.
Daniel Boone's back pack fever, runs through
The mountain man's reins, and only death's
Blacken trail, can sever their need to roam.
Leaning against the fire place hearth,
Puffing on his corn-comb pipe, this dreamer
Makes peace within himself.
I've lived a good life, had myself a good wife,
Soon I'll join her, God be willing.
Slowly, he sits within the rocking chair,
And closes his eyes one last time, 
Allowing his bones to relax once and for all.
White capped peaks, set a calming essence's surroundings,
A hushed place of peaceful contemplation and serenity,
Time stands still here upon Peter's mountain.

BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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Vaso Avatar
April 12, 2014 at 7:27 PM
A beautiful story Cherl, well done as usual!!!
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April 9, 2014 at 5:39 PM
You have a way in captivating your readers, Cheryl..... love the way you set the adventure out for us my friend... Linda
Kendrick Avatar
April 9, 2014 at 6:16 AM
I enjoyed reading your story written in poetic form about Peter who was an adventurer..It was filled with excitement and emotion that is of a love so great..Thanks for the visit to my page..Sara
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April 8, 2014 at 8:18 PM
Cheri; This is awesome; He deserves this honor. Thanks for sharing and blessings... Lucilla
Duggan Avatar
April 7, 2014 at 7:21 PM
Thank you so much Cherl, what a lovely tribute, you certainly have a way with words and yes that is exactly how Peter is or would be if he could, if he had his way he would live in the outback, oce again thank you so much for that lovely piece................Vera.................
Duggan Avatar
April 7, 2014 at 7:26 PM
Sorry I meant to ask how you are since your heart attack, you make sure you look after yourself.............Vera............
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